threathened abortion. May that never be our portion! But wait! where goes all your dreams? like shooting stars, They beam, right before your eyes like in a film. cream de la cream- we all were once wannabes. expectations like the delivery of a 9months pregnancy,

hopes like ropes, ends like fences, means like pins. we all embark on the journey to the future like swiming through a croc-filled pool. the good news is that those dreams have not been aborted, they were just threathned